The morning air was cold, sharp enough to bite at the skin, and Kael’s breath fogged as he trudged toward the stables.
Master Harond's words echoed in his ears.
" Don't try to stand out. Don't try to take revenge. And don't train."
Those were the rules he needed to abide with. The rules that was going to keep him safe and away from danger.
But which danger?
Kael's mind went back to the Sowrdman who wanted to fight Harond. Except that he was not trying to fight Harond. He was trying to kill him.
Kael tilted his head and his gaze locked with hers.
Breathtaking.
Her skin was glowing and she had this eyes that showed either love or attraction. Kael dismissed the thought.
Her dressing showed that she was a high born. The last thing he needed was to get entangled in another probl
